Hey guys...I know its been a LONG time since I updated but I have a good excuse... I was...You see...Okay I don't have a good excuse, but At least I uploaded right? Well enjoy this chapter, and sorry if it is a bit rushed at the end, I kind of wanted to get it up and such.

Gibbs was the first out of the car, having already had his seatbelt off and his door open before car was at a complete stop. Once the other agents made sure that the car was safely in park, they quickly followed suit, slamming their car doors shut. They adjusted themselves in a "V" formation with Gibbs in the middle, and cautiously made their way to the front door, guns drawn, and fingers ready on the trigger. Gibbs holds up one hand and counts backwards from three using his fingers. He mouths the numbers as he counts down. Three….two….one.... But before he could do anything the door swung open and revealed a smiling Alaister.

"Why Gibbs, don't you know it is rude to just drop by someone's house without any kind of warning." He said, still smiling even when the angry agent pointed his gun in the man's face. Alaister's grin didn't falter, if anything it looked like it grew. The door was then opened wider.

"Please, come in." He said in a rather calm, and refined manner that made Gibbs growl in anger and McGee and Ziva narrow their eyes in suspicion. They had no reason to trust the man who had taken their teammate. Their eyes shifted over to Gibbs as they waited to see what he would do.

Gibbs, his gun still pointed at Alaister, moved forward a few steps. "What's your game? Coming out here unarmed?" Ziva and McGee glanced at each other, they knew how this affected Gibbs, and they were ready to do what they had to do in order to keep the leader from acting irrationally.

"Game? I can assure I am not playing any type of game." Alaister replied, "And I came out here unarmed because I knew that you wouldn't fire." He watched the reactions of the team and when he saw McGee's mouth open to ask, he started talking again. "I knew you wouldn't dare harm me in fear that Tony would also be hurt. Now do you want talk out here all evening or come inside? I am right in assuming you would like to see your agent yes?"

Tony sat up groggily, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he faintly heard the sound of a car door slam shut and moments later the front door downstairs open and the sound of mumbled voices. He had no clue when he had fallen asleep, most likely when he had been praying to any god that may exist. The front door closed once again and soon there were foot steps ascending the stairs slowly walk down the hall to his room. He braced himself as the footsteps stopped in front of his door and he heard the faint sound of the key being paced in the keyhole and being turned.

Tony tensed as the door slide open. And just as he expected Alaister walked into the room.

"Hello Anthony. Did you miss me?" He asked his voice still as condescending as always. Tony was just about to reply with a less than polite retort when the owner of the second pair of footsteps walked through the door.

"Boss!"

"Tony. Are you alright?" Gibbs said. As he made to take a step forward, Alaister put his arm out stopping the older agent.

"Not so fast Gibbs. The reason I only allowed you and only you to come see him, is because I want you to be here for when I kill him." He said as he pulled out a gun, and pointed it at Tony's head. "See, I will have you feel the same pain I felt, seeing my family dead."

Tony's eyes widened a bit and he almost took a step back. Gibbs on the other hand growled. He didn't like where this situation was heading.

"I didn't kill your family; they were already dead when I got there. My job was to evacuate the civilians living around that area. I was too late to save them." He said as he inched his hand down to the spare gun he had hidden. Before they had come up, Alaister had the whole team discard their weapons. "I couldn't have done anything."

Gibbs' hand wrapped around the grip of his gun, and with surprising speed, he hit Alaister's hand upwards, making the man fire into the roof, and used that moment to make his way to Tony. He stood slightly in front of Tony, with the agent a little to the left. He could hear the scuffle downstairs and he didn't need to look to know that Ziva and McGee had heard the shot and were fighting their way up.

Alaister had gotten his balance back fairly quickly and now trained the gun on the two agents. His smile giving way to a glare that could rival Gibbs'.

"Alaister, but the gun down and come quietly. You are being charged with the murder of a petty officer, and the kidnapping of a federal agent." Gibbs said. Alaister only smiled.

"You must be a bigger fool than I thought if you think that I am going to allow myself to be caught alive by you. If I die then I am taking him with me." Alaister said before moving his gun to point at Tony.

Two gunshots went off and two bodies fell to the ground.

"Tony!" Gibbs shouted to his agent, but he got no response as Tony laid motionless on the ground, blood from the wound on his chest soaking through his shirt.

Muahaha Cliffhanger. Will he die? Will He be alright? And don't worry, the next chapter is already half done okay? Well Please Review! Bye sweeties.